And then, a few years later, this day finally came. It was the longest day for me. I was suddenly called at school after school and hurried to the hospital in a taxi. The ride was only a few kilometres at most, but it felt like an eternity. When I arrived at my sister's hospital room, the whole family was gathered there, including her grandmother who had been with her all day. I gently held my sister's hand and whispered, "I love you." And my sister said, "I love you too, Julia, and I will always love you."

After that, Amanda came and took my sister from the hospital, and when I saw the empty bed, the tears just kept flowing. I was depressed at home for a few days after that. Then my mom pulled me out and took me to Amanda's place, and I was reunited with my sister in the hall. She in front of me had been embalmed and was lying on the bed in a hoodie just like she usually does at home. At that time, I couldn't accept that it was real, and my consciousness was already in the air. And when I came to, I was already hugging her from the bed. The cool feeling I felt all over my body, and the texture of her skin, which had become a little hard and rubbery due to the stronger solution that had been poured into her body to preserve her for a long time, were burned into my memory.

That was all I could remember later, and when I read the program on the invitation to her service that I still had, I heard that after that, a video edited of her life was played in the hall, we sang hymns, and the pastor gave a sermon, but I don't remember it. Later, when we got together as childhood friends, my friend Courtney said to the other friends who were there in front of me, "Julia, you know, she was wandering around the chapel with a blank look on her face. We tried to catch her and get her to sit in a chair, but it was difficult. It took several people to do it." My face went red at the time, but that's how important my sister is to me. At that time, and of course now.

Recently, I bumped into Courtney and we had coffee at the Timmies near my house, She suddenly poke my cheeks with her fingers and said, "How's your sister doing lately? Your sisterly love is a bit of a beautiful story between us." She made me blush again. I thought I had kept a secret about Ray and me, I was the only one who thought no one knew about it. "Don't worry about it. I fully acknowledge and respect your relationship from when I'm a child, I had some jealousy." She chair me up a bit.

I'm getting off topic, so to get back to the point, after the ceremony, my sister finally came home. I took her off the stretcher that was brought in by Amanda's van and sat her on the couch in the living room. I had mixed feelings about her not suffering from illness or going to the hospital away from home anymore, but she no longer responded to my words. I also wanted her to feel at home, not in the hospital. Sometimes, I knew she couldn't eat anymore, but I would make her sit on a chair at the dining table and give dishes to her, thinking it would be the last time. On the day the clear storage case arrived, we all hugged her, put her on the mattress inside the case, put the lid on, and put it on a pedestal in her nursery. I put a tablecloth over the case to protect her from the sun when I'm not talking to her. Amanda's technique was amazing, and even now, years later, it seems like she's just only asleep. Maybe that's why she had that dream yesterday. If she was fine, I would have gone to Timmies with my sister on the way home from work, knowing that we might gain weight, and we'd have coffee and a few donuts. But that's no longer possible. As I was saying this, tears started to flow again. Even though I was on the train on my way to work.

The next morning, just like yesterday, when I went to work, I said to my sister, who was as beautiful as a doll and time had stopped, "Good morning, Ray. I'm off today," gently stroking the case, and left. I'll live as long as you couldn't. I'll live to be at least 120 years old. So I promise you, I'll finish work before it gets too late like you said in my dream, eat a proper meal made with fresh ingredients not TV dinner, and quit order Double-Double and drinking that cup of coffee with lots of sugar and cream that I always order at Timmies near the office and drink at my desk. I'll drink black coffee from today, and I'll do moderate exercise at the company gym every day. I will say "rest in peace" to you a hundred years later, at the shortest.